Behind the counter a fast talking, gillet-wearing host holds court handing out bags of food and taking orders from the queue of diners.

Six-deep in the queue, we studied the large menu settling on a poultry heavy sharing feast of chicken and cashew nuts, chicken satay, chicken fried rice and, to mix it up a bit, king prawn chow mein. Side orders of noodles, curry sauce and prawn crackers ensured the six of us – four adults and two kids – wouldn’t be going hungry. It cost a total of £32.

A quick booze run from the off licence next door and 15 minutes later we were laden up with our food, not bad considering there must have been 30 people through the door while we waited.

The food was excellent. Everything was piping hot and the portions were decent, which meant I got a chance to raid the motorhome’s minuscule fridge for a second helping later that night. The Season doesn’t offer much in the way of surprises, it’s all your standard Chinese takeaway fare – but that is no bad thing.

So many takeaways take on too many things and end up doing it all poorly. The Season knows what it is, doesn’t try to be anything more and does it well.

For a good quality, unfussy local takeaway you can do a lot, lot worse than this one.